Absolutely! Here's Part 3, Part 4, and Part 5
Part 3: The Voice
The next night, Lian brought his friend Miko to the hill.
"I don't believe in aliens," Miko said. "But if you heard a message, I want to see it too."
They set up the telescope and the radio. For a long time, there was only silence. Then, at exactly 10:37 PM, the light appeared again in the sky.
The radio made the strange hum. Then came the beeps again—but this time, they were faster and longer.
Lian's heart raced. He quickly wrote them down. Miko helped him decode.
"This says: 'We watch. You listen. We are near.'"
Suddenly, the radio crackled.
Then they heard it.
A voice. Soft, cold, and not quite human.
"Lian."
They both jumped. Miko looked terrified. "Did it… say your name?"
Lian nodded slowly. "Yes."
The light blinked twice. Then it disappeared into the stars.
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Part 4: The Door
The next few days, Lian couldn't focus on school or food. He dreamed of stars speaking his name. Miko avoided him now. "It's not safe," Miko said. "Something is calling you. What if it's dangerous?"
Lian couldn't stop. He returned to the hill every night.
One night, he found something new.
There was a circle of rocks on the ground—large, smooth, and warm to the touch. They hadn't been there before. In the center was a flat stone, with symbols carved into it.
They glowed faintly.
Lian touched the stone. For a moment, everything went silent. The wind stopped. The trees stood still. Even the stars seemed to freeze.
Then the center of the circle shimmered like water.
A door opened in the air.
Through it, Lian saw a different sky—dark purple, filled with three moons.
A voice whispered: "Come."
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Part 5: The Traveler
Lian stepped back. His heart pounded. He wanted to run, but his feet stayed still.
"Why me?" he whispered.
The door stayed open.
He thought of his dreams, the messages, the voice that knew his name. Maybe it wasn't just chance. Maybe they chose him.
He stepped into the circle.
The world spun. Light flashed around him. He fell—yet he felt no pain. Just soft wind and silence.
When he opened his eyes, he was standing on strange soil. The air was warm, and the sky was filled with stars he didn't recognize.
A being stood before him. It was tall, with silver skin and bright, glowing eyes. It had no mouth, but he heard its voice clearly inside his mind.
"We are the Watchers."
"Why did you call me?" Lian asked.
The being tilted its head. "Because you listened. Few do."
"What do you want from me?"
"You must see what others cannot. There is a danger in your stars. And you… you must carry the message back."